sometimes, things don’t work out how you want them to

your skirt rides
your knees grazed
disheveled look to you

you don’t know your left from your right
not that you ever did anyway
you never knew

and in this state of being, someone interrupts you
and you feel you are going to explode

explode
well… do it
explode

wait, maybe you should rethink that move.

the potential
the implications
they are going to be painful
you know it, for you can smell her a mile away